No Sides – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Squat – RDP





No Sides

The wrong side
of what is not entirely clear
to me,
but wrong it is said,
of this or that,
from left to right,
in our typical binary fashion,
a perfected duality,
raising the prospect of
who’s in, who’s out?
as if one bloodline is corrupted,
or wombs are so ideologically different,
or blue eyes are ascendant,
and wealth is of colour!
Well, there is no geography,
only doctrinaire fantasy,
a blindness to the heart,
a denial of love.
Of squatters there should be not,
and those who rejoice that there are,
know squat of human connection.

©Paul Vincent Cannon




Filed under Free Verse, life, philosophy, poem, politics

11 responses to “No Sides – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. hear hear, well said!
    Looks like a Rajasthan camp … seen too many of those!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. lync56

    Well said – great poem


    Liked by 1 person

  3. This poem speaks volumes. Well done!

    Liked by 1 person

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